Everyone present did not reply. However, looking at their expressions, they obviously agreed with Huang Rong's point of view.

Aizen lowered his eyes, and he sensed the evil power flowing in his body. After thinking for a while, he poured it into his spiritual pressure.

The next moment, Aizen's body shook, and the terrifying spiritual pressure spread around, bringing a great sense of oppression to other members of the fog space.

"This feeling," Whitebeard's pupils contracted, staring at Aizen tightly, "Ordinary color domineering? No, the external application effect is somewhat similar, but its essence is completely different. But no matter what... this momentum is terrible."

Rukia Kuriki is a person from the world of Death. She realized that this was spiritual pressure and her breathing stagnated.

"How could this powerful and suffocating spiritual pressure be completely above the captain-level god of death... Is this Aizen's real power?"

Rukia Kuchiki didn't know that Aizen was strengthening her spiritual pressure now. The only thing she could know was that this power was stronger than the captain. And much stronger! After all, her current strength was still quite a distance away from the captain.

So she directly thought that Aizen was so powerful at the beginning. At this moment, she even felt a hint of despair in her heart.

The weaker existences such as Xiaozhi and Huang Rong felt a strong sense of oppression at first. But then, the fog on their bodies slowly flowed, completely isolated from this oppression.

"The power of the evil god is strengthening." Su Han's eyelids twitched for a moment. He recognized what Aizen was doing at first. After all, he had done such things before.

"But it seems," Su Han glanced over the others at the scene one by one, "these guys have thought a lot more."

Su Han said that he had already understood the brain power of this group of parliament members.

On another bronze chair, a fog rose up. As soon as Uchiha Madara entered the foggy space, she felt Aizen's spiritual pressure.

"Interesting... Are you trying to show me a warning?"

Uchiha Madara was stunned for a moment, then a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He would be respectful to Su Han who created this space and was like a god, but he would only be respectful to Su Han.

Uchiha Madara's pupils widened, and the Rinpoche revealed a terrible pupil power, and also had a very powerful sense of oppression. "I want to put pressure on you, Aizen... You chose the wrong person!"

Time passed by bit by bit, and soon Aizen broke free from the state of strength becoming stronger. He let out a long breath, and a hint of intoxication appeared on his face. The feeling of his own strength increasing in a short period of time... It was really irresistible.

However, Aizen soon noticed that there was no other sound at the scene, and immediately became a little strange. Looking around, he saw that everyone at the scene was either palpitations or solemn. The atmosphere was obviously not right.

"What happened just now?"

Aizen raised her eyebrows. Originally, when the God of Death Star was condensed, many people at the scene were wary of him... But now, this kind of vigilance has gone from being hidden in the heart before to being unconcealed now.

After thinking for a while, Aizen suddenly realized something, "Did the strengthening of spiritual pressure... trigger a chain reaction? But...it triggered these guys' fear of me in advance. This is not a good thing."

Aizen suddenly raised her head and stared at Su Han who was sitting on the bronze throne. Su Han stared at him calmly and silently. His heart suddenly tightened, and he immediately lowered his head and silently speculated, "My spiritual pressure has increased by about half a century compared to before!"

It seems that there is not much, but considering Aizen's original strength level, this is definitely not a small number. "I got this kind of gain in just one battle... beyond imagination. This foggy space! It can indeed allow me to break the original limit... Well? This news should be revealed."

Aizen felt that the reinforcement mechanism he detected should be regarded as the hidden mechanism of the foggy space.

But he felt that this would not be hidden for long! Although he did not watch the plot of everyone, he had briefly contacted several people in the Naruto World.

From his perspective, we can naturally see that all those people are heroes of life. They are either heroes, heroes, or heroes. If you underestimate these people, you will only suffer a great loss in the end... Instead of hiding this information that will be deciphered soon, it is better to sell personal favors and reduce others' vigilance against him.

"Mr. Edward," Aizen laughed suddenly, looking straight at Whitebeard, with a hint of sincerity in his voice, "Thank you for not being stingy in teaching me the sacrifice."

"Gulalala, as long as you don't want to attack my old bones, you will be the best reward." Whitebeard's voice was low and he was vaguely hostile.

"You misunderstood," Aizen said softly, "Although I don't know what happened before, I think it must be because of the spiritual pressure that is out of control? This is not because I threatened you, I am just strengthening my spiritual pressure."

"Strengthen...spiritual pressure?" Lukia Kuchiki's eyes widened, and she felt that she could not remain silent.

"How to strengthen?" Tony Stark spoke suddenly. Although he was alert to Aizen, he thought about Aizen's performance in the God of Death, and felt that he would not do such a crazy move. He realized that there might be some inside story.

"The power of the evil god." Aizen spoke frankly. He explained everything clearly about his previous speculations, even the ghost lamp Huanyue that was eroded by the evil god, and the Wusheng, and finally received feedback from the power of the evil god.

The scene fell into silence for a long time.

Then, very tacitly, many members of the parliament suddenly turned their heads and looked at the figure sitting upright on the bronze throne, their minds were shaken and their expressions were different.

"Do you offer sacrifices to you and finally get favor?" Ying Zheng was in a state of peace. He whispered, "This is really familiar."

China has had a tradition of sacrifice since ancient times, but this kind of sacrifice is more like a custom as time goes by. It is not really a hope that the gods will give you any favors.

However, Ying Zheng suddenly learned that the ceremony might be useful.

As for why they did not receive favor in the past... it may be that the sacrifices they gave were wrong, or it may be that the sacrifices they held were wrong... it may even be that there is no real god in their world.

"Is the previous spell about the Wheel of Destiny?" Ying Zheng's eyes became deeper, and he deeply remembered the matter in his heart.
Chapter completed!